PM: Oh my Notch!

PM, panicking: We've just turned G into five versions of himself!

Smol: You okay, G?

Angry G: //slaps her// I told you not to mess around with it!

Smol: OW.

Awkward G: Idon'tlikeithere

Flirty G: //Grabs Isk's hand// What's not to like? I'm as bright as the sun!

Childish G: WheeEeEeE!

Childish G: //falls face first//

~~

(In the future)

G: Throughout everything, I still love you.

G: Throughout the cries, the fights, the laughs, and the happy memories...

G: The hole you made in the wall when you thought you saw a possum in the bedroom!

Isk, tapping the wall: I said I'm sorry!

~~

Chron: What's wrong with G and Isk? They've been lying on the floor for 15 minutes!

PM: They're just overwhelmed.

Chron: Why?

PM: They found out they both got each other flowers.

~~

PM, sliding onto the bed: Finally! Some peace and quiet to sleep!

Chron, not even a second later: PM, did we run out of sweets?

Smol, holding a broken and dirty stick: Hey, you didn't need this anymore, did you?

Isk, walking in calmly: Chi, do you know where I left my shoes?

PM:

PM: alright maybe not.

~~

MM: Isk and G only share one brain cell.

G, scoffing while hugging Isk: Well- at least we share!

~~

Isk, cleaning G's wounds: How did this happen?

G: I got into a fight.

*Earlier*

G: MM- punch me as hard as you can- I want to spend time with Isk and I want an excuse for it.

MM: Say no more.

~~

Isk, pointing a camera at Chron, PM, and G: Say Colorado!

MM, skiiing by: ImMa GirRaFfE! 

~~

Narrator: That moment when you forgot why you went in there..

PM: //gets stabbed//

PM, matter of factly: Oh- right- now I remember- I was being chased by a serial killer.

~~

MM, walks in quietly: Hey, time to wake up.

MM: //smacks PM and Isk awake//

MM: HEY!! WAKE UP!!

~~

NPG: //Windows error noises//

Luna: ?

PM: Robot Grian complimented him.

~~

G: BEEP! AA! There's a fire!

Isk: I'm just learning how to cook with PM-

G: Oops- I'm sorry. Are you a smoke detector?

Isk:

G: That's what I thought. Be quiet. BEEP.

~~

G, having an internal panic: How can someone be adorable?

G: AND HOT AT THE SAME TIME?!

(I like my ships- woo de doo dont mind me-)

~~

New person: There's no such thing as ghosts.

Parrot thing: //kills PM casually//

New person, shocked: That's a ghost.

Other new person: AAAAAHHHHHH!

~~

MM: Wait, what?!

MM: You're not coming to my tea party?

MM: BUT I MADE BISCUITS!

~~

G: I have a plan! But, I need someone's help-

Smol: //pulls out a wheel of names and spins it. It lands on MM//

Smol, turning to MM: It's your turn!

MM: Damn it!